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011: You're Mine
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Will You Marry Me? 012: Goodbye Kiss
ANYA I was just about to walk out of the house when Hunter’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Hold on.” I froze, turning slowly. His expression was calm, but his eyes were anything but. His next words sent a shiver down my spine. “Do not take my next words for granted, Anya: You are my wife now, and I expect you to act like one.” His voice was low but commanding. “I am extremely jealous and possessive when it comes to things that belong to me... and you, Anya, belong to me.” The room felt smaller with every word he spoke. “Do not get close to any man other than me,” he continued, his eyes darkening. “That can end badly—for both the other man and you. Do you understand?” My heart pounded so hard I was sure he could hear it. My mind raced back to my conversation with Cross from last night. ~~~~~ “I’m in love with you, Anya,” Cross had said, his voice sounding raw and honest. Tears had welled up in my eyes as I tried to steady myself. “I’m so sorry for what happened
Last Updated : 2025-01-04Will You Marry Me? 013: To Die For Him
ANYA The familiar voice made me turn just in time to see Evans striding toward me. Before I could react, he pulled me into a tight hug. I closed my eyes, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne. For a brief moment, I felt safe. Evans was four years older than me, more like a brother than a friend. He had always been my protector in school, my rock since childhood. “I went to your house this morning but couldn’t find you,” he whispered, still holding me close. Before I could respond, a strong hand yanked Evans away from me with such force that he stumbled and fell to the ground. “Evans!” I gasped, stepping toward him. Evans looked stunned, his eyes wide as he tried to figure out what had just happened. I turned and saw one of Hunter’s bodyguards standing there, his face cold and impassive. My heart dropped when I saw Hunter standing behind him. His expression was unreadable, but the fury in his eyes was unmistakable. “Hunter, please...” Hunter raised a hand, si
Last Updated : 2025-01-04Will You Marry Me? 014: Best Friend
HUNTER I had expected my marriage with Anya to be interesting, but I never thought it would be so exhilarating. She was a delightful contradiction—sexy as hell, yet wrapped in an innocence that both thrilled and challenged me. Everything about her drew me in deeper, like a moth drawn to a deadly flame. Her naivety wasn’t a flaw, it was a blank canvas for me to paint every sinful desire I had. I could hardly wait to teach her all the dirty ideas swirling in my head. The time I caught her in my bedroom had been exciting. I could feel the fear that engulfed her as her eyes darted toward the cupboard. Of course, someone like her would be frightened by what was in there. But if she didn’t ask about it, I wasn’t going to volunteer any information. She brushed it off, acting as though it didn’t bother her. And when she knelt before me, begging for a chance to continue college, I knew there was more to it. A girl with grades as bad as hers wasn’t motivated by academics alone. No, her
Last Updated : 2025-01-05Will You Marry Me? 015: The Goat And The Yam
HUNTER I stared between Anya and Evans before waving at my bodyguards to bring Evans inside. They obeyed immediately, dragging him in without a word. I turned toward Anya, grabbed her hand gently but firmly, and led her to the living room. I gestured for her to sit on the couch across from me. She obeyed, though her eyes were wide with worry. Evans was forced to his knees by my men, facing me. I leaned back in my chair, my revolver spinning lazily in my hand. The metallic clicks echoed in the room. I pointed the gun at Evans and smirked. "You call my wife at odd hours and hug her in public under the excuse of being her best friend?" Evans blinked like a deer caught in headlights. "You... you were the one who answered Anya's call last night?" I let out a mocking scoff. "Why are you so slow? No wonder you're falling behind in your studies, Anya. This is the kind of company you keep?" Anya’s lips pressed into a tight line. "He... he’s very intelligent," she muttered defe
Last Updated : 2025-01-06Will You Marry Me? 016: Fight Back
ANYA Standing on the balcony, I watched as Hunter’s car sped down the long driveway. His sleek, black car was like a shadow fading into the distance, but the tension in my chest lingered. "Goat? Yam?" I muttered bitterly, shaking my head. "How can a man be so narrow-minded in this day and age?" The wind whipped around me, tugging at my hair, but it wasn’t enough to cool the fire building under my skin. I felt trapped in a cruel joke. The entire school must have heard about Hunter’s display by now. Gossip spreads faster than wildfire when it’s laced with scandal. Tomorrow, I’d walk through those halls as "the girl who married Hunter Steele." And suddenly I’d be famous for all the wrong reasons. And Cross... oh, Cross. It would make even a simple conversation with him feel like climbing Everest barefoot. How was I going to approach him without a storm of rumors brewing around us? I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found Evans’ name. I hesitated f
Last Updated : 2025-01-08Will You Marry Me? 017: To Win
ANYA I swallowed hard, barely daring to believe what I was hearing. “Would I really be free from him?” Evans’ voice softened. “As long as we get all the evidence, yes, you’ll get your freedom, Anya. I promise you, as your best friend, I won’t rest until I rescue you from the clutches of that old-fashioned monster.” Tears welled in my eyes. I pressed my hand to my mouth, trying to keep my sobs quiet. “But you need to be very careful,” Evans continued. “Don’t give him any reason to suspect you. Be obedient and calm for now. That way, you’ll have access to his bedroom and office without raising suspicion.” I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I... I’ve already been in his bedroom.” Evans’ breath caught. “What did you see?” I hesitated before answering. “There were guns... blood... hidden behind a cupboard in his room.” There was a pause before Evans spoke again, his tone grim. “It’s not enough, Anya. That’s bad, but not solid evidence. Considering how rich and power
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Will You Marry Me? 018: Two Options
ANYA I stayed in my room, staring at the ceiling, feeling both bored and anxious. My heart kept pounding as thoughts raced through my mind. What was Hunter planning to ask me to do? What if I messed up our plan? If I failed, Evans could be in danger. And Cross... would I ever get to be with him if things went wrong? There was a soft knock on the door. "Mrs. Hunter?" Marie’s gentle voice called out. "Lunch is ready." I didn’t move. "I’m not hungry," I muttered without opening the door. "Are you sure? I can make you something special if you’d like." "No, Marie. I’m fine." There was a long pause. I thought she had left, but then she spoke again. "Please, Mrs. Hunter, if your husband finds out you didn’t eat, he might fire me." That made me sit up. I hadn’t thought of that. "Just tell him I ate," I said, trying to reassure her. "He doesn’t have to know." Marie hesitated. "I can’t lie to him. Mr. Hunter hates lies. And... there are cameras in the dining room and kitchen.
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Will You Marry Me? 019: One Night
ANYA My heart pounded as I stepped out of my room. Hunter was waiting just outside, leaning casually against the wall in blue silk pajamas. He looked so relaxed, but I wasn’t fooled....there was always something calculating behind those eyes. Dinner had been tense. I barely tasted the food. After he told me earlier that I couldn’t bathe with my clothes on, I’d bolted out of his room like my life depended on it. But instead of getting angry, he’d simply called after me, telling me to join him for dinner. I had no choice but to obey. The tension was suffocating as we sat across from each other. My hands felt clammy, and I tried to act normal, but it was impossible with Hunter watching me so intently. Halfway through the meal, a car horn outside caught my attention. Hunter’s eyes lit up. "It’s here," he said with a smirk. I followed him to see my new Porsche 911; a sleek, metallic gray sports car gleaming under the outdoor lights. It looked like something out of a movie..
Last Updated : 2025-01-11
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Will You Marry Me? 072: The Strength Of Your Love?
HUNTER I sat in my study, gripping the edge of my desk so hard that my knuckles turned white. My head throbbed with anger. My men had just informed me that Anya had gone to the police station. Obviously to report me. I couldn't believe it. My own wife, betraying me like this. I leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes for a moment, trying to suppress the boiling rage inside me. The memory of Evans’ lifeless body flashed in my mind. Cross had shot him. Cross, that sneaky coward, had dared to set me up. He thought he could twist everything to make me look like the monster. Before Anya left the hospital, I had received a call. Cross had been there, trying to see her. I knew without a doubt that Cross had seen an opportunity to manipulate her, and when Anya left the hospital, I knew Cross wasn’t done. The thought hit me like a jolt of electricity....Cross would try to finish what he started. He would try to kill Evans completely. I grabbed my phone immediately, dialing the doc
Will You Marry Me? 071: You Planned This!
ANYA I sat across from the police chief, my hands trembling as I clutched my phone. My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to stay composed. What I was about to do was quite difficult for me but Hunter had left me no choice. Just as the chief opened his mouth to speak, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen. It was Evans’ mother. My throat tightened as I excused myself and answered the call. “Mrs. Moore?” Her voice came through the line, broken and trembling. “Anya... what happened to my son? They won’t tell me much. Is he... is he going to make it?” I swallowed hard, my voice barely above a whisper. “He’s been stabilized already. His condition was critical before but the doctors told me he is out of danger.” She broke into sobs, the sound tearing through me like a knife. “Why would anyone do this to him? Evans is such a good boy. He never hurt anyone.” Tears welled up in my eyes, but I blinked them away. “I promise you, Mrs. More, I’ll make sure whoever did
Will You Marry Me? 070: Divide And Conquer
CROSS "I'll leave only after I see Anya," Bernice said stubbornly three hours earlier at the abandoned school. The cold air brushed against my face as I let her have her way and we waited a while longer. "Will we really succeed?" Bernice asked as she suddenly began to entertain doubts. "So far, our plans have failed." “Of course we will,” I replied confidently. "Unfortunately, Hunter won't go down easily." She frowned, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Why not? If Anya tells the police Hunter killed Evans, won’t they arrest him?” I shook my head, lowering the binoculars for a moment to look at her. “You don’t understand men like Hunter. People like him are untouchable....at least by ordinary means. A simple accusation won’t be enough to bring him down. He’d need to commit a crime so shocking, so public, that even his wealth and connections couldn’t save him. But that’s not the point of this. We don’t need him in jail, at least not for now.” Bernice nodded slowly, though
Will You Marry Me? 069: He Needs Justice!
ANYA I stared at the phone in my hand, the one I had picked up at the primary school. My mind kept going back to the scene...Evans bleeding, Hunter standing over him, his hands pressed against the wound. The more I thought about it, the more the pieces seemed to click together in my head. Hunter must have taken my phone when he dropped me off in the morning. He didn’t want Evans to call me. He didn’t want me to know what he was planning. But somehow, Evans had found a way. He always found a way. Even when I was stubborn, ignoring his calls, refusing to listen to him, he never gave up on me. I closed my eyes, the image of Evans lying in a pool of his own blood flashing in my mind. When I had walked into that classroom and seen Hunter there, I thought....no, I knew he was hurting him. He didn’t look like a man trying to save a life. He looked like a man trying to finish what he started. And the way he had been so shocked to see me....his face when I walked in told me everythin
Will You Marry Me? 068: I'll Fix This
ANYA I sat by Evans’ side, clutching his hand as if my grip alone could keep him tethered to this world. Tears streamed down my face, hot and relentless, blurring my vision. The beeping of the monitors was the only sound in the room, a cruel reminder that he was still alive....but barely. I couldn’t stop crying. The weight of it all crushed me, suffocating me with every breath. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying everything, every memory, every moment that had led to this. I thought back to that night at the reunion party. I had been so angry with Evans when he told me he loved me. I could still see the hurt in his eyes, the way he’d looked at me like I was breaking his heart with the words I said. I pushed him away then, refusing to deal with the truth of his feelings. And now here he was, lying unconscious, fighting for his life. I remembered the day Hunter had pointed a gun at Evans. The image was burned into my mind, the cold look in Hunter’s eyes, the way his voice had bee
Will You Marry Me? 067: Get Out
HUNTER I stared at Anya, my heart racing as her words sliced through me. Her voice cracked. “I have to get Evans to the hospital right away,” she said, trembling. I watched as she patted her pockets frantically, but sighed and gave up when she recalled that she wasn't with her phone. Then her gaze shifted, and she saw it lying on the floor beside Evans. Her eyes darted toward me, filled with suspicion and hurt. She picked up the phone with trembling hands, and I could see the realization settle on her face. She thought I had taken it. She thought I had done this to Evans to stop him from reaching her. My chest tightened as I saw her put the pieces together in her mind, pieces that painted me as the villain. “Anya,” I said softly, stepping much closer to her, but she recoiled, her eyes burning with fury. She was already dialing when I reached out and grabbed her hand. “I already called 911,” I said firmly, holding her gaze. “How can I believe you?” she snapped, pulli
Will You Marry Me? 066: How Could You?
HUNTER The sight of Anya’s phone lying on the ground suddenly caught my attention. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at it, questions flooding my mind. "Why is her phone here? What’s happening?" I was about to force Evans awake and ask him when a scream shattered the silence. Anya. Her voice made my heart skip a beat, raw and terrified. I looked up quickly, my breath catching when I saw her. Relief washed over me, so powerful it almost knocked me to my knees. “Anya!” I exclaimed, sprinting toward her, my hands still covered in Evans’ blood. She stopped in her tracks, her wide eyes locking on me for the briefest moment before she rushed past me. My arms reached out instinctively, but before I could even think of hugging her, she shoved me aside and ran straight to Evans. “Evans!” she cried, collapsing onto the floor beside him. Her hands trembled as she touched his face, her voice cracking with panic. “No! No, no, no! Evans, wake up! What happened? Who did this to y
Will You Marry Me? 065: Help Her
HUNTER I was buried in paperwork, my desk cluttered with files and my phone buzzing intermittently with emails. I was on the verge of signing a very important deal and didn't trust anyone to handle it better than I would. It kept me so focused until a message notification broke my concentration. I picked up my phone, glancing at the screen, and froze. 'Please help me, I'm in danger, someone wants to kill me. He kidnapped me, took me to an abandoned school in the outskirts of town and I just managed to send this message to you. I don't want to die. Please save me, Hunter.' The message was from Anya. My heart stopped for a moment, then began to pound so hard I could feel it in my ears. I reread the message, hoping I’d misunderstood, but the words didn’t change. Danger. Someone wanted to kill my wife. I tried to steady my breathing, gripping the phone tightly. Who would dare? I was sure no one would ever touch her. No one had that kind of nerve—not in my city. I’d cut off my
Will You Marry Me? 064: Dead Men Don't Talk
CROSS Evans' hands trembling as I held his phone out to him. The barrel of my revolver pointed directly at his chest, a silent reminder of the consequences of defiance. “Unlock it,” I ordered, my voice cold and steady. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting between me and the gun. “Now,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin. His fingers fumbled as he obeyed, unlocking his phone with a shaky swipe. I leaned over him, scrolling through his contacts until I found the number I needed. Pressing it, I handed the phone back to him. “You’re going to make this call,” I said, my tone leaving no room for argument. “And you’re going to say exactly what I tell you to say. Nothing more, nothing less.” Evans swallowed hard, nodding quickly. His voice trembled as the line connected. “Hello? Hey, it’s me,” he said, following my instructions as he read from the paper I had given him. “I… I need you to take your phone to Anya. She's currently at the library. Please, it’s important. I n
